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Chapter 1277 The distressing Zhan Yan

Wen Rao carefully opened the fire door and saw a familiar figure with his back turned to her, preparing to leave.

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

Wen Rao stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Zhan, preventing him from going downstairs and leaving.

"I……"

Mr. Zhan hid something behind his back in a panic.

"Grandpa, what are you hiding?"

"I think I smell smoke."

Wen Rao had a good nose and took out the cigarette case hidden behind Mr. Zhan's back when Mr. Zhan wasn't paying attention.

"Ahem! I picked it up."

Mr. Zhan made up a very crotch-pulling reason.

Wen Rao looked helpless.

"Grandpa, have you forgotten what I do?"

Wen Rao put the cigarette case in his pocket without exposing the old man openly.

"Grandpa, it's because Xiao Yan is going to have surgery. You are very nervous, right?"

Wen Rao supported Mr. Zhan, and the two sat down on the stairs.

Mr. Zhan, who was strategizing in the group and singled out all the shareholders, felt a little embarrassed at this time.

"Grandpa, your body cannot smoke. This will never happen again."

Wen Rao said this, but he would not report him.

Mr. Zhan smiled, but his smile was a little forced.

"You don't need to worry about me. Go and accompany Xiaoyan. I can just sit alone for a while."

The old man understands Wen Rao's good intentions, but he doesn't want to delay Wen Rao and Xiao Yan's reunion.

"Grandpa, everyone is looking for you. You are the backbone of this family. No one will feel at ease without you."

Wen Rao's words moved Mr. Zhan's heart.

He established Xiao Yan as a role model in the Zhan family, thinking that if he was no longer around, the Zhan family would automatically take Xiao Yan as the core, and the family would not fall apart.

"Actually, sometimes when I think about it, Xiaoyan and I are quite similar. There are a bunch of people staring at us outside, but when we get home, we are not all ourselves.

When Xiaoyan was a child, she was obedient and sensible and followed my requirements to learn finance, foreign languages, and horse riding without saying a word.

But once I saw him looking out the window at Wuyanchengqi and the others who were building a snowman downstairs, with a sparkle in his eyes.

I thought for a while that he was crying, but later I realized that the light in his eyes was too bright.

I asked him to go downstairs and join Buyan and the others, but he refused and turned around to read.

He has self-discipline and seriousness that surpasses his peers, and he has given more than anyone else in the Zhan family. The more so, the more heartbreaking it is.

He is not a child who cries, but I just want to give him the biggest candy. "

As Mr. Zhan said this, he actually took out a chocolate from his pocket.

"Grandpa, did you buy it for Xiao Yan?"

Wen Rao's eyes were red, but she didn't expect that in the eyes of Mr. Zhan, Zhan Yan was still a child.

Mr. Zhan looked at the chocolate in his hand, his voice hoarse.

“In the past, when my family bought chocolates, they would automatically ignore Xiao Yan because they thought he was too old and didn’t like sweets, so I never made any provision for him when buying chocolates.

Until one time, when Xiao Sen was eating this brand of chocolate, Xiao Yan passed by and asked: Is this chocolate five-layered?Komori gave him a strange look at that time.

At that moment, I suddenly realized that when Xiao Yan was a teenager, we regarded him as an adult.

It's not that he doesn't like to eat, it's just that his status as the heir of the family automatically keeps him away from it. "

Grandpa's eyes were a little moist, and Wen Rao patted his back gently.

"Grandpa, don't be sad. You will hand the chocolate to Xiao Yan yourself later."

"If you don't know how to lighten the atmosphere, I can also teach you to tell a cold joke. I'm sure everyone will take off their burdens and look relaxed."